The fallout from Waldo’s annihilation of Ronald continued. Not only in City 25, but survivors from other cities also held deep respect for Waldo’s strength. The impact of this event slowly diminished over time.

Perhaps Waldo’s overwhelming power had deeply unsettled other survivors. Or maybe it was his large-scale zombie hunting operations that had boosted everyone’s confidence.

In the following period, many survivors started arriving in the West District. The population in the West District grew day by day. However, some began to notice that while more survivors were arriving, the West District seemed to be getting more dangerous.

This was abnormal. With more survivors in the area, there should be fewer zombies, and the threat to survivors should decrease. But, the reality appeared to be quite the opposite.

"It could be due to the accelerated evolution of the zombies. Look, now, we have mostly Level 2 zombies. Although their total numbers have decreased, they are more dangerous," one person suggested.

However, someone raised a different concern. "It’s not just the evolution of the zombies. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I get the feeling that these zombies have become more intelligent and less easy to lure. Moreover, they seem to be developing some sort of organization."

Indeed, it wasn’t just one person with this feeling. Soon, others joined the discussion.

"Yes, I’ve encountered this too. Three days ago, my companions and I tried to mimic Waldo by setting explosives to lure zombies, but no matter how we enticed them, they just wouldn’t take the bait!"

"Agreed! I had a similar experience just yesterday. I didn’t directly engage with them, but I saw from a distance. Those zombies seemed to fight other survivors strategically, not in the haphazard way they used to. Unfortunately, the survivor I saw was killed!"

The sense of growing danger and the apparent increase in zombie intelligence were becoming topics of concern among the survivors in the West District.

Furthermore, some survivors shared their experiences. One person recounted an incident where they and their companions had found a freshly restocked supply crate outside a mall.

When they tried to open the crate, numerous zombies suddenly appeared nearby. These zombies seemed to be lying in ambush as if waiting for humans to approach. Fortunately, they noticed in time and narrowly escaped, but it was a close call.

This person concluded by saying, "Even now, I’m still haunted by that experience. These zombies have changed dramatically. They’re no longer mindless creatures, or rather, there seems to be some higher intelligence guiding their behavior!"

At this moment, on the chat channels and in various chat groups, many people began discussing and sharing their recent experiences. Many of these experiences were strikingly similar.

In general, the consensus was that the evolution of the zombies showed no sign of slowing down. The most significant change was the emergence of leaders among the zombies, which were not as simple to control as the Level 3 zombies.

This left many people deeply concerned. They were uncertain about how the future would unfold. Undoubtedly, the zombies were growing stronger, and the world was becoming more dangerous. Simultaneously, the difficulty of gaining experience points was steadily increasing.

In this moment, many survivors felt a suffocating pressure and were filled with fear, anxiety, and confusion. More and more survivors were entering the West District, willing to take risks for potential rewards.

As a result, the West District became more bustling over time. Large numbers of survivors arrived there every day. However, newcomers noticed that many of the older residents of the West District were quietly leaving.

Curious, someone asked, "Brother, why are you leaving the West District?"

Those departing survivors responded with resignation, "It’s not that we want to leave, but our abilities just don’t allow us to stay. The West District is too dangerous. If you don’t have the strength, it’s best to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if you die, nobody will know!" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

No one knew the ordeals they had faced.

No matter how the newcomers asked, those departing residents didn’t want to speak. It seemed like they had become disheartened and felt a sense of despair. Being forced to leave the West District indicated that their abilities were insufficient. In this world, they were destined to be among the first to be eliminated.

Seeing the eager newcomers, an elderly person couldn’t help but offer a warning, "The zombies in the West District are very different from the ones outside. You need to be extra careful, don’t look at them with conventional eyes, or the consequences will be severe."

After saying this, the person left, distancing themselves from this troubled area of the West District.

Meanwhile, on that same day, a five-person team entered the West District. They had formidable strength, all reaching level 30 and awakening their abilities successfully.

A week ago, this level of strength would have been considered quite impressive, even capable of rivaling the Black Wolf Gang. However, a week later, the overall strength of survivors had increased significantly. Their strength, while good, was no longer comparable to what it was a week ago.

They had only been in the West District for two days. Their purpose for this trip was naturally to hunt zombies and gain experience. A week ago, the memory of Waldo single-handedly hunting tens of thousands of zombies remained vivid, and it was awe-inspiring.

So, they came.

They didn’t aim to make a grandiose impact like Waldo, just to hunt a sufficient number of zombies to gain enough experience.

They walked along an empty street.

"Strange, where are the zombies?" one of them asked. "The West District is known for having the most zombies. There should be zombies everywhere, at least hundreds of thousands of them. Why aren’t there any now?"

"Yeah, it’s like this street has been cleared, but there should still be some scattered zombies around," another added.

"I feel like something’s off. It’s too quiet here. I haven’t even heard the sound of zombies," another member of the group expressed concern.

As they conversed, they gradually came to a halt.

They exchanged glances, and in each other’s eyes, they saw not only doubt but also hints of panic and fear.

"Something’s not right! Something’s seriously wrong!"

There are millions of zombies in the West District. However, at this very moment, they not only haven’t seen a single zombie, but they haven’t even heard the sounds of zombies. What does this imply? It suggests that there might be a large area nearby without any zombies at all! This is highly abnormal.

Wait, it doesn’t necessarily mean there are no zombies. It’s possible that the zombies have gone into hiding.

Impossible! Zombies don’t have intelligence; they can’t hide like humans. Moreover, what would be their purpose in doing so? It doesn’t make sense, right?